poetry

A sin

The world showed me its beauty, too precious to forsakeI gaze at skies painted in blue and baby pink huebut how did it turn red, all of a sudden?What can I do now?What should I become now?Is it me, or has this sky grown fragile too?Then show me a world where I can smileeven if just for a minute So, I turned red, blending with the cloudsnow the sky fades to gray and blacka thunderstorm…

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